MY OTHER PUDDLEJUMPER IS THE MILLENIUM FALCON BY pansychubb [LFWS #1 ROUND 8]
Title: My Other Puddlejumper is the Millenium Falcon
Author: pansychubb
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Stargate belongs to Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Studios Inc., no infringements of any rights is intended.
Spoilers: None
Author's Note: Thanks to the usual suspects for the support and encouragement.
Prompt for the Round: Write a fic using any character(s) from the show that does not appear in the opening credits. No main characters are allowed.
MY OTHER PUDDLEJUMPER IS THE MILLENIUM FALCON by pansychubb
"Let me get this straight." Lorne said evenly, surveying the three perpetrators in his office. "You found a holodeck?"
"The correct term," Zelenka ventured, wincing as he held a cold pack to his head, "is 'contained hologram-forcefield-hybrid environment and situation simulator.'"
Evan tried to ignore the Czech's interjection. "And you programmed it," he continued, unable to stop his eyes closing in sheer exasperation, "to play Star Wars?"
"'cause we all knew the story," Chuck spoke up. "Sir," he blurted belatedly.
"You discovered the lab, Sergeant?"
The technician flinched at the use of his rank, clutching his sprained wrist to his chest. "Uh, yes sir. About four months ago. Doctor Zelenka and I repaired it."
“Without telling anyone else.”
“I am allowed to take on personal projects,” Radek said stiffly.
“Technically,” Lorne conceded. “So how did Captain Miller get involved?” he asked, crossing his arms. “More importantly, how did you convince him not to report you?”
"We needed an Ancient gene-carrier to initialize the system," Radek answered.
"And we let him play Han Solo," Chuck added in a mumble.
Lorne tried not to sigh aloud. “And now he’s in the infirmary.”
“It’s only a mild concussion.”
Evan turned to the speaker, the final culprit in the room. “Is that so, Marie?”
“Yes.” The nurse brushed away a strand of black hair, apparently unruffled. "And if he hadn’t been showing off, no one would have been hurt."
“How long have you been involved?”
“Since I treated Miller’s jammed finger last month.”
“You reported that as a ‘sparring accident.’”
“Technically, it was.”
“Just with lightsabers,” Zelenka muttered.
Evan ignored the interjection. "And how did they convince you to keep quiet?"
"I got to play Princess Leia."
Lorne closed his eyes again as Chuck explained, "She's a closet geek, sir."
Evan leaned back and contemplated the trio, trying not to grit his teeth. "Why didn't you at least tell Doctor McKay?"
"Please, Major," Zelenka snorted, "I cannot take nonstop Doctor Who. Rodney would change his official title to 'Time Lord' within a week.”
"And you playing Luke Skywalker is somehow better?!"
"Actually, I played Luke," Chuck interrupted almost apologetically.
"Oh? So who’re you, Doc? C3PO?!"
"Um," the Czech scientist muttered, embarrassed, "Darth Vader, actually."
There followed a long stretch of silence.
"Alright," Lorne said when he’d regained his composure. "Sheppard's team is offworld, so the next command meeting isn't for a few days. You understand I'll need to report this."
The troublemakers nodded glumly.
"So until then," Evan said slowly, measuring his words, "I’m demoting Captain Miller."
He took a moment to enjoy their shocked expressions.
“What?!”
“Sir, you - ”
“Major! That’s not - ”
"Because next time," Evan interrupted firmly, "I get to play Han."
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Author: pansychubb
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Stargate belongs to Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Studios Inc., no infringements of any rights is intended.
Spoilers: None
Author's Note: Thanks to the usual suspects for the support and encouragement.
Prompt for the Round: Write a fic using any character(s) from the show that does not appear in the opening credits. No main characters are allowed.
MY OTHER PUDDLEJUMPER IS THE MILLENIUM FALCON by pansychubb
"Let me get this straight." Lorne said evenly, surveying the three perpetrators in his office. "You found a holodeck?"
"The correct term," Zelenka ventured, wincing as he held a cold pack to his head, "is 'contained hologram-forcefield-hybrid environment and situation simulator.'"
Evan tried to ignore the Czech's interjection. "And you programmed it," he continued, unable to stop his eyes closing in sheer exasperation, "to play Star Wars?"
"'cause we all knew the story," Chuck spoke up. "Sir," he blurted belatedly.
"You discovered the lab, Sergeant?"
The technician flinched at the use of his rank, clutching his sprained wrist to his chest. "Uh, yes sir. About four months ago. Doctor Zelenka and I repaired it."
“Without telling anyone else.”
“I am allowed to take on personal projects,” Radek said stiffly.
“Technically,” Lorne conceded. “So how did Captain Miller get involved?” he asked, crossing his arms. “More importantly, how did you convince him not to report you?”
"We needed an Ancient gene-carrier to initialize the system," Radek answered.
"And we let him play Han Solo," Chuck added in a mumble.
Lorne tried not to sigh aloud. “And now he’s in the infirmary.”
“It’s only a mild concussion.”
Evan turned to the speaker, the final culprit in the room. “Is that so, Marie?”
“Yes.” The nurse brushed away a strand of black hair, apparently unruffled. "And if he hadn’t been showing off, no one would have been hurt."
“How long have you been involved?”
“Since I treated Miller’s jammed finger last month.”
“You reported that as a ‘sparring accident.’”
“Technically, it was.”
“Just with lightsabers,” Zelenka muttered.
Evan ignored the interjection. "And how did they convince you to keep quiet?"
"I got to play Princess Leia."
Lorne closed his eyes again as Chuck explained, "She's a closet geek, sir."
Evan leaned back and contemplated the trio, trying not to grit his teeth. "Why didn't you at least tell Doctor McKay?"
"Please, Major," Zelenka snorted, "I cannot take nonstop Doctor Who. Rodney would change his official title to 'Time Lord' within a week.”
"And you playing Luke Skywalker is somehow better?!"
"Actually, I played Luke," Chuck interrupted almost apologetically.
"Oh? So who’re you, Doc? C3PO?!"
"Um," the Czech scientist muttered, embarrassed, "Darth Vader, actually."
There followed a long stretch of silence.
"Alright," Lorne said when he’d regained his composure. "Sheppard's team is offworld, so the next command meeting isn't for a few days. You understand I'll need to report this."
The troublemakers nodded glumly.
"So until then," Evan said slowly, measuring his words, "I’m demoting Captain Miller."
He took a moment to enjoy their shocked expressions.
“What?!”
“Sir, you - ”
“Major! That’s not - ”
"Because next time," Evan interrupted firmly, "I get to play Han."
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